Hey everybody, check out these sick kicks pops gave me! He made me his personal messenger! Whoever said gods don't steal has obviously never met me!
While Crocus and I were throwing the disc to each other, I hit him on the head and wounded him fatally. Three drops of the blood that spilled on Earth transformed into a small flower with shiny stamens. I named the flower after Crocus to honor the greek hero.
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